The Raggedy Man

Lean, haggard and always glancing over his shoulder


Dirty blonde and grubby, some would call him a man of the road. His clothing is a much darned and patched mixture of pieces all of which are one good wash away from disintegrating. His hands and face are a much stained mixture of dirt and blood. He moves carefully always glancing around him and every now and then he winces as if he’s in pain. The eyes though, that’s what’ll grab you. He at times has the look of someone terrified at others an absolute confidence challenging anything and anyone to prove him wrong.


The Raggedy Man

Those Dead But Dreaming Inexorable gently_snoozing